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The posings of a poet.

THE MAN MADE OF BOOKS


THERE WAS
                        A BOY
            WHO
                        TRIED
                                    TO GROW

BY FEEDING
            HIS MIND
                        WITH WORDS
            THAT
                                         GLOW

IT WASN’T
            LONG
               UNTIL
                        HE
                           COULD
                                    SEE

THAT LIFE
            WAS MADE
                        OF
                                    POETRY

AND
            SO HE
                        QUESTED
                                    TO GATHER
                                                MORE

FROM TOMES
            LEFT BY
                        GREAT
                                    SOULS
                                                BEFORE

THEN
            IT HAPPENED
                        HE
                                    REALIZED




IN ALL
            THOSE
                        WORDS
THERE’S
                        LIFE
                                    DISGUISED

SO HE
            GATHERED THEM
                        BREATHED THEM IN

SO MUCH
            TO LEARN
AND SEE
                        WITHIN

SPONGELIKE
            FOR YEARS
                        HE DID
                                    ABSORB

THEN COCOONED
            IN A LITERATE
                        ORB

MADE OF
            PAGES
                        OF FACT
                                    AND
                              FICTION

OF
            WHISPERINGS
            WRITINGS
            SCRAWLINGS
            DICTION

UNTIL
            ONE DAY
               HE WOULD
                        EMERGE

AND FEEL
            NEW LIFE
                        WITHIN HIM
                                    SURGE

SUDDENLY
            HE SAW
                        THAT HE

WAS FLYING
            HIGH
                        BOTH
                                    WILD
                                        AND
                                    FREE

HE WONDERED
            HOW
AND
            GLANCED
                        AROUND

TO SEE
            HOW
              THAT
                        HAD LEFT
                                    THE GROUND

ON WINGS
            MADE OF
                        STORIES
            VEINED
                        WITH
                                    RHYMES

HE’D DREAMED
            OF THIS
                        SO
                             MANY
                                    TIMES

THEN HE
            NOTICED
                        THAT
                                    HIS
                                                FEET

WERE
            TWO FAIRYTALES
                        COMPLETE

THIS
            LEG
                        A VERB
AND THAT
                        A NOUN

SO MANY
            SENTENCES TO
            GET
                        AROUND

HIS TORSO
            HISTORY
                        HIS CHEST
                                    ROMANCE

HIS ARMS
            PERIODICALS
                        LIKE
                                    “HOW TO DANCE”

THEN HE GLIMPSED
            WHAT
                        MUST BE
                                    HIS
                                          HEAD

AND COULD NOT    
            DESCRIBE IT
                        AFTER ALL
                                    HE’D READ

BUT
            THEN
                        HE SMILED    
                                    AND
                        LAUGHED
                                    AND
                        FLEW

OFF TO CREATE
            STORIES
                        NEW


IN TRUTH
            THIS STORY
IS MORE
                        THAN
                                    LOOKS

A MAN
            IS
                A MAN
AND
            HE IS
                        HIS
                                    BOOKS

12/5/11
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2 thoughts on “THE MAN MADE OF BOOKS

  1. wonderful! A true book lover! kudos

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